In this way, Lu Ming also won the victory, entered the 36th place, and scored 200 points for the Fengdu Sword Sect.
Game, go on!
Han Feng, and Yanzi also take turns.
Han Feng is very strong, and he defeated his opponent without too much effort.
But Yanzi was not that strong. He met a quasi-emperor-level genius and was defeated by him.
Not long after, thirty-six games were all over.
Fengdu Sword Sect, the two entered the thirty-sixth place, and the points reached about twelve hundred points.
As for Tian Hongjiao, five people entered the 36th place, still far ahead, and the points reached 2900 points.
The worst one was the one that had only one person qualifying. In this round, only one person was eliminated.
In this way, this force is destined to be at the bottom.
At the end of this round, the Fengdu Sword Sect ranks tenth among the eighteen factions.
The Black Blood Palace was slightly better, ranking ninth.
Next, the victorious thirty-six people will compete to determine the eighteenth place.
Those who rushed into the 18th place would each get another 300 points.
Rules, same as before.
The leader of Tianhong divided the thirty-six people into two groups. One group carved their names on bamboo sticks and put them in iron boxes. The other group was drawn to draw lots. Whoever was drawn would fight against them.
This time, Lu Ming was still the one to be drawn.
And the two seeded players of Ziying Clan Tianjiao and Storm Clan Tianjiao also became the ones drawn by lottery.
"Alright, let's start drawing lots!"
The leader of Tianhong announced.
The eighteen lottery drawers looked at each other in blank dismay, and for a while, no one stepped forward.
Without him, the two powerful evildoers of the Ziying clan and the Storm clan are both being drawn. If they are drawn, wouldn't they vomit blood
"Let me do it!"
At this time, a figure came up.
Korean style!
The first one to come out to draw lots was Han Feng.
He walked to the iron box, reached in and took out a bamboo stick. He looked at the name on the bamboo stick, his face froze for a moment, and then he showed a playful smile and a cold murderous intent.
"Who did he draw?"
Many people became curious.
Han Feng looked at Lu Ming, revealing the name on the bamboo stick in his hand.
"Muyun!"
Han Feng slowly spit out a name.
"I got Muyun!"
In the Fengdu Sword Sect area, Qi Ping's eyes suddenly lit up.
Qi Ping knew very well that Han Feng wanted to kill Lu Ming.
As long as Lu Ming dared to fight Han Feng, then Han Feng could kill Lu Ming.
As for both of them being members of the Fengdu Sword Sect, he didn't care if they met together, which would be bad for the Fengdu Sword Sect, so what's the matter with him
As long as Lu Ming is dead, it will be fine. After Lu Ming is dead, Fengdu Sword Sect will still be ruled by him in the future. He will still be the number one member of Fengdu Sword Sect.
"Damn, how did this happen?"
Head Wang's face was extremely gloomy.
The same is true for the other elders of the Fengdu Sword Sect.
From their point of view, they are the last thing they want Lu Ming and Han Feng to meet.
When two people collide, one of them will be eliminated without a fight.
This is extremely detrimental to the Fengdu Sword Sect.
Of course, the benefits are not useless. One of them is destined to enter the top 18 and get 300 points.
But the ambitions of Wang Zhangmen and others don't stop there. He also wants to land on Lu Ming and Han Feng, and both enter the top 18.
"Good luck!"
Lu Ming showed a slight smile.
Han Feng aimed at him everywhere, showing his murderous intent towards him unscrupulously, Lu Ming also wanted to get rid of Han Feng in his heart.
Just no chance.
Now, the opportunity has come.
After Han Feng was dealt with in an aboveboard duel, the Sacred Heart Clan behind him was embarrassed to say anything.
The premise is that Han Feng will not admit defeat before the fight begins.
"I didn't expect that you would draw me!"
Lu Ming spoke, and his eyes fell on Han Feng.
"My luck has always been good!"
Han Feng said, his eyes were cold.
All around, people from other forces, especially those from the Black Blood Palace, looked at Lu Ming and Han Feng as if they were watching the show.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Lu Ming and Han Feng have conflicts.
It's interesting that a powerful person has conflicts in this kind of competition, and they even meet together.
Head Wang also had a headache.
He was really afraid that both Lu Ming and Han Feng would be hurt, which would affect the rest of the game.
However, he couldn't suppress these two people, one was a peerless evildoer with unpredictable origins, and the other was a top talent from the prehistoric world rankings, neither of them dumped him.
Head Wang really felt that it was too difficult for him.
"Really? Then come!"
Lu Ming stepped forward and came to the battle platform.
Han Feng also moved and appeared on the battle platform, facing Lu Ming far away.
"You still have time to admit defeat, wait a moment to strike, swords have no eyes, death and injury are inevitable!"
Han Feng opened his mouth quickly, trying to use these words to stir up Lu Ming, so that Lu Ming would not easily admit defeat.
"Dude, why are you stealing my lines?"
Lu Ming really wanted to say this to Han Feng.
Because, he was also preparing to use these words to provoke Han Feng, and wanted Han Feng not to admit defeat easily, but he did not expect Han Feng to speak in advance.
But that's good too, Lu Ming can bounce back.
"I admit defeat. It doesn't exist. I'm afraid that you will admit defeat before you have done two moves!"
Lu Ming said lightly.
"Hahaha, I admit defeat? You are so naive, if I admit defeat..."
Han Feng laughed.
"If I admit defeat, I will abolish my cultivation!"
Provoked by Lu Ming, Han Feng couldn't help but blurt out.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Lu Ming quickly made a decision.
"I... "
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful, especially when he saw Lu Ming's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Could it be that Lu Ming can really deal with him
"No, this kid, how could he defeat me?"
Han Feng shook his head, throwing the unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.
"let's start!"
The leader of Tianhong announced the start of the game.
boom!
As soon as the Tianhong leader's words fell, Han Feng's body erupted with brilliance, and a radiant sword light emerged.
This is his original secret technique.
"Put Heart Sword!"
Han Feng shouted, and a sword light stabbed at Lu Ming at an astonishing speed.
Lu Ming was not afraid at all, and his fingers were like swords, and the sword fingers burst out with sword light, and he slashed towards Han Feng with one sword.
"It's really courting death to take my Xinzhu sword hard, okay!"
When Han Feng saw Lu Ming slashing at him with a sword, he was not surprised but happy.
His Heart-Putting Sword is not an ordinary sword attack, it can go straight to the enemy's heart and destroy the enemy's heart.
boom!
The attacks of Lu Ming and Han Feng collided together, and the sword energy overflowed.
Suddenly, Lu Ming felt a strange energy in Han Feng's sword light, rushing directly into his body, towards his heart.
puff!
Lu Ming's heart was pierced by this sword light, leaving a hole.
If the cultivation base has reached the realm of the god king and the god king, even if the body is beaten to pieces, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it can still recover.
But that's not to say that there is no impact at all.
Like a heart!